'
By this time Mr Willet, who had never beard so many words spoken
together at one time, or delivered with such volubility and emphasis as
by the long-winded gentleman; and whose brain, being wholly unable to
sustain or compass them, had quite given itself up for lost; recovered
so far as to observe that there was ample accommodation at the Maypole
for all the party: good beds; neat wines; excellent entertainment
for man and beast; private rooms for large and small parties; dinners
dressed upon the shortest notice; choice stabling, and a lock-up
coach-house; and, in short, to run over such recommendatory scraps of
language as were painted up on various portions of the building, and
which in the course of some forty years he had learnt to repeat with
tolerable correctness. He was considering whether it was at all possible
to insert any novel sentences to the same purpose, when the gentleman
who had spoken first, turning to him of the long wind, exclaimed, 'What
say you, Gashford? Shall we tarry at this house he speaks of, or press
forward? You shall decide.'
'I would submit, my lord, then,' returned the person he appealed to,
in a silky tone, 'that your health and spirits--so important, under
Providence, to our great cause, our pure and truthful cause'--here his
lordship pulled off his hat again, though it was raining hard--'require
refreshment and repose.
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